Charley - Yadi Yadi Yap
Please excuse meDo not light in here please
My nigga I light wherever
I wanna light
Excuse me you're not allowed
I said I light wherever
I wanna light
You idiot
Ah that's it
All you niggas is soft
(Yap, yap, yap)
Yeah
(All you niggas soft)
All you do is talk
(Yap, yap, yap)
Yeah
(Oh all you do is talk)
Tryna gas me up
(Yap, yap, yap)
(tryna gas me up)
I hear you whiling
And whiling
I don't give a fuh
(Yap, yap, yap)
(I don't give a fuh)
I fed you game on
The come up
Why you tryna front on that
What's that
Yadi, yadi, yap
We just tryna pop off, oh yeah
Can you hold that
Yadi, yadi, yap
Shawty so bad but she can't
Back it up she sounds like
Yadi, yadi, yap
Gotta keep it true so
You know that
I down with that
Yadi, yadi, yap
Oh dang
I hope this sinks in (sinks in)
Sub zero I goes in
Colder than Austin (Austin)
Royal rumble for the price (ah ooh)
Till you niggas realise ( ah ooh)
Man I thought you knew that
Charley bringin rap back
Yeah the real on the rise
Yeah the real on the rise
I'm goin for folks
Who hate on progress
Of young bloods
Coming up from corners
(Yap)
Watch your back
Coz I'm on the roll
I won't just stumble up
On your cash rolls (you know)
(Work)
I'm puttin work (work)
Right from the dirt (dirt)
It's about time
Ima get mine
Goin in head first
Got an issue
We can get it settled
(Yap, yap)
I'm rockin bitches
Call it heavy metal
(Yap, yap)
Steady reppin
On the eastside
Bitches come around
On this side, yes (yes, yes, yes)
I thought I told you
Mwanamboka got next
(Next, next, next)
Yeah, as for the rest
All you niggas is soft
(Yap, yap, yap)
Yeah
(All you niggas soft)
All you do is talk
(Yap, yap, yap)
Yeah
(Oh all you do is talk)
Tryna gas me up
(Yap, yap, yap)
(Tryna gas me up)
I hear you whiling
And whiling
I don't give a fuh
(Yap, yap, yap)
(I don't give a fuh)
I fed you game on
The come up
Why you tryna front on that
What's that
Yadi, yadi, yap
We just tryna pop off, oh yeah
Can you hold that
Yadi, yadi, yap
Shawty so bad but she can't
Back it up she sounds like
Yadi, yadi, yap
Gotta keep it true so
You know that
I down with that
Yadi, yadi, yap
This is for those
Who gon lil bro me
Never saw me grow
Type of big homie
(Yap, yap)
I'm takin this shot
On my Oprah winfrey
If you get one, he get one
You get one too (you get one too)
What you're plannin to do (yeah)
What you're plannin to do
(Plannin to do)
Ma familia ridin with me
Trust you me man
We be coming for you (you know)
Done this before
We got nothin to prove
(Yap, yap)
Keep your mouth shut
You got somethin to lose
(Yap,yap)
Dibas in bottles soaked up
In the booze
That's how we tip these waiters
And leave em confused
(Yap, yap)
(Leave em confused)
Yeah we leave em confused
(Yap, yap)
(Yeah we leav em confused)
Yeah we leave em confused
(Yap, yap)
Like I got a bottle
That's filled up with money
Man I don't know
What ima do with the booze
(Ooooooh)
Fuck it I'm goin in, (yeah)
All black on melanin
They wanna see Charley
They tired of veterans
(Yap, yap)
I thought I told you
Mwanamboka got next
(Next, next, next)
Yeah, as for the rest
All you niggas is soft
(Yap, yap, yap)
Yeah
(All you niggas soft)
All you do is talk
(Yap, yap, yap)
Yeah
(Oh all you do is talk)
Tryna gas me up
(Yap, yap, yap)
(Tryna gas me up)
I hear you whiling
And whiling
I don't give a fuh
(Yap, yap, yap)
(I don't give a fuh)
I fed you game on
The come up
Why you tryna front on that
What's that
Yadi, yadi, yap
We just tryna pop off, oh yeah
Can you hold that
Yadi, yadi, yap
Shawty so bad but she can't
Back it up she sounds like
Yadi, yadi, yap
Gotta keep it true so
You know that
I down with that
Yadi, yadi, yap
Why you tryna front on that
What's that
Yadi, yadi, yap
We just tryna pop off, oh yeah
Can you hold that
Yadi, yadi, yap
Shawty so bad but she can't
Back it up she sounds like
Yadi, yadi, yap
Gotta keep it true so
You know that
I ain't down with that
Yadi, yadi, yap
Wooo
Chill with it haha
Written by:
Ken Kiambe
Publisher:
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